P.S. Destroy

Coronation

Ivy's POV

The week went by quickly with all the preparations that had to be done for my coronation. I can't believe I'm actually becoming queen of a people. I will have to rule over them. I will never be able to handle all the responsibility and stress that will follow from me becoming the queen. Heck, I never knew how to work in a group project in school. And now I will have to run a, a, a... What should I even call this? It's not really a country since it's only a small pocket in another dimension but I will have subjects even in the human world and who knows what other dimensions there are.

"I will not be able to manage all of this." I repeat for myself in a whisper for the millionth time. I'm sitting ot the mirror table in my bedroom, the room I woke up in a week ago. It turned out it's only a part of my chambers in the palace.

"Your highness, are you ready to get dressed? The queen and Mimosa have a surprise waiting for you but you need to get dressed first." My maid Awa walks in through the door that leads to one of the other rooms that belong to my chambers. I'm really not used to all of this luxury.

"As ready as I'll ever be." I sigh and stand up.

When I glance at myself in the mirror a few hours later I gasp at the change I've gone through. Awa put my hair upp in the biggest, most beautiful braided bun and she put on just the right amount of make-up on my face that usually wears none. The earrings the queen gave me are gorgeous. They are made up of several thin short chains that each have a water drop made of glass at the end of them. I'm wearing the necklace I got from my grandma, the one with the small heart of glass as pendant.

But what really makes me feel beautiful, like I might actually manage this, is my dress.

It is a deep maroon colour almost shifting to dark, dark lilac. It is fitted all the way to my waistline and from there it falls in glamorously down to the floor and has long sleeves that hug my arms beautifully. The neckline is a classical flawless sweetheart. The back is quite revealing but it will be covered by a cape during the coronation. The dress is made of a lovely fabric I don't know the name of but it is soft and pretty. A beautiful embroidery in golden and silver goes around my entire waistline and it appears also at the hem of the long dress and at the ends of my sleeves and around the neckline and backside.

"Your highness, the queen and Mimosa await your in the great entrance hall." Awa brakes through my thoughts. I smile at my reflection and turn to the fairy.

"Thank you so much Awa, your a gem. I'll head down now." I start walking towards the door but Awas voice stops me.

"Don't forget your shoes, your highness!" She runs to me with a beautiful but simple pair of white heels with the same embroidery as my magnificent gown has. I slip them on and am on my way.

"You look absolutely gorgeous!" I have tears in my eyes but have to fight them back so that I don't ruin the small amount of make-up I have on. The queen had managed to get my mother and my human friends here for the coronation. When Lauren saw me she freaked out and yelled at me for ten minutes about how mature I looked and how she had missed me and how worried she had been.

"I don't know if I can do this." I mumble to my mother just before the coronation is about to start. I'm so nervous. I can't rule a ... kingdom?

"Everything will turn out just fine. We're all here to support you." My mother is the loveliest woman I know, always there to help and calm me down. I hug my mother for the last time before she goes to sit down and I put my cape on.

"Let's do this." I breathe in slowly as the guards open the doors. The room is filled with people and I know only a fraction of them. I can't let my stage fright take over now, I can do this. I look through the people I know. From my mother to Lauren and my other human friends, Alex, Edmund, Peter, Ann and Max. Then I see Lucy and Chris sitting next to Paul and Nino who sits next to a brown haired girl with glasses and next to them sits Dan and a black haired boy with the bluest eyes I've ever seen (after Nick's of course).

The last person I look at is Nick and when I do I suddenly don't know anymore why I'd stayed away from him this entire week. He smiles and nods encouragingly and I know I can do this with the help of him, my family and my friends.

I take a deep breath and start walking.